1979: The child's mother is a celestial being.

Chapter 43 The Phone Rings
The advertisement was originally scheduled to be filmed for a whole day, but because Chen Fusheng was in great 'condition', it was finished in just one morning.

But David kept his promise and paid him according to the daily rate.

"Chen, this is your reward, one thousand US dollars, please accept it."

"Thank you, David. Then I won't be polite."

"You're welcome. You deserve it. Besides, Chen, your acting skills are excellent. I look forward to seeing you become a big star one day."

"Haha, I appreciate your kind words."

Chen Fusheng had wanted to buy some gifts for his family while he was in Europe, but each of them only received a $20 allowance for this trip, which was not enough to buy anything.

Just two days ago, Chen Fusheng was worried about how to earn some extra money, but now he has received a thousand US dollars, which has solved his immediate problem.

"Come on, Lao Han, everyone gets a share. Here's a hundred for you, don't think it's too little."

Han Sanping was stunned for a moment.

Then, somewhat angrily, she said, "Fusheng, what do you mean by this? You earned this money yourself. I didn't help you at all. Giving me money is an insult. Take it back right now."

"Why do you think like that? You came out with me, didn't you also take some risks? So this hundred is what you deserve, hurry up and take it, don't hesitate." With that, Chen Fusheng directly stuffed it into Han Sanping's pocket.

He turned around and took out another hundred and handed it to Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei accepted the money much more readily than Han Sanping.

"Look at other people?"

Chen Fusheng felt it was only natural to give Han Sanping one hundred yuan, but giving Zhang Fei one hundred yuan still stung a little.

However, since he had already given Han Sanping one hundred in front of Zhang Fei, he couldn't be too stingy.

Who told him to hand over Zhang Fei along with him because he was worried about danger?

Consider it payment for bodyguards.

Fortunately, after Zhang Fei accepted the one hundred dollars, he heard that Chen Fusheng wanted to go shopping next, so he took the initiative to act as their tour guide.

They even helped him bargain, and in the end, Chen Fusheng found that the $100 was actually quite a good deal.

Meanwhile, after an afternoon of shopping, Chen Fusheng had basically spent all the thousand dollars he had earned that morning.

He bought gifts for the whole family. He gave his daughter the most gifts, including a foldable stroller, several sets of clothes, pants, and shoes, toy cars, bottles, and pacifiers. The most expensive gift he bought for his wife was a necklace and a ring. He bought a pair of leather shoes for his father-in-law, and a set of clothes for his mother and mother-in-law. He also bought gifts for his older sister and two nephews, but they were cheaper.

Since his father-in-law and the others had returned to Harbin, Chen Fusheng didn't buy anything. Firstly, he had no money; secondly, he had no money; and thirdly, he still had no money.

It's worth mentioning, however, that Chen Fusheng also bought himself a gift.

Well, let's just call it a gift, it's that thing.

Everyone probably understands.

Back at the hotel, Chen Fusheng and Han Sanping were both a little guilty and didn't dare to make a sound while walking.

I thought that if I just slipped into the room, everything would be fine.

Unexpectedly, the noise of opening the door alerted Deputy Director Shi across the hall.

Perhaps Deputy Director Shi had already sensed something was wrong and had been waiting for him for a day.

So as soon as they returned, they were caught red-handed.

"Tell me, what did you two do all day? And where did all this stuff come from?"

In the room, facing Deputy Director Shi's questioning, Chen Fusheng naturally didn't intend to hide anything, and took the initiative to truthfully recount his experiences from yesterday, starting with having coffee with David, to today.

When Deputy Director Shi heard that Chen Fusheng had earned a thousand dollars in just one morning, he was slightly shocked.

However, having been a leader for many years, he was quite good at maintaining his composure and did not show his emotions on his face.

"Do you know that doing this violates discipline?"

"We're sorry, Director Shi, we know we were wrong." "It's good that you know you were wrong. Each of you write a self-criticism and submit it to me. I'll settle accounts with you when we get back."

Seeing that Deputy Director Shi didn't seem to intend to let them off easily, Chen Fusheng quickly tried to exonerate Han Sanping. After all, he didn't plan to pursue a career in politics, so even if he received a disciplinary action this time, it wouldn't be a big deal. However, he couldn't let Han Sanping, the future head of China Film Group, lose his position.

"Director Shi, this is mainly my fault, it has little to do with Comrade Han Sanping, you see..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Han Sanping interrupted him, saying, "Director Shi, I went out with Comrade Fusheng voluntarily. Now I have deeply realized my mistake. We will go back now to write a self-criticism. Please calm down."

Chen Fusheng glanced at the latter and thought to himself that this guy was quite loyal.

Han Sanping also glanced at Chen Fusheng in tacit agreement, thinking to himself: We can't just take this hundred yuan for nothing!

In fact, Deputy Director Shi was indeed a little angry about the two men's undisciplined behavior today, but he only wanted to teach them a lesson and did not intend to make a big deal out of it.

Especially now, his anger has mostly subsided.

But he had to pretend to be angry and wave at the two of them, saying, "Get lost, I get annoyed just looking at you."

"Okay, what about these things?"

"Take it all away, take it all away."

"Thank you, Director Shi."

Chen Fusheng had just reached the door when he suddenly remembered something, stopped, and turned around, saying:
"Director Shi, there's something else I think I should report to you beforehand."

"explain."

“It’s like this…” Chen Fusheng then brought up the supplementary agreement with David that he had missed mentioning earlier and explained it all over again.

"Well done, I didn't realize you were so good at making money, Comrade Fusheng." Deputy Director Shi was genuinely impressed with this young man.

"Not at all, it's all thanks to the country's support and a bit of luck. And whether I won an award or not is another matter," Chen Fusheng said modestly.

"Okay, if you can really win the award, I'll approve your collaboration with that milk merchant."

At this point, Deputy Director Shi changed the subject and added, "But you can't spend the money for the next cooperation, or I'll hold you accountable for this behavior as well."

What does it mean to hold this behavior accountable as well?
To put it another way, it just means we won't pursue the matter further this time.

After receiving the hint from their superiors, both Chen Fusheng and Han Sanping felt relieved.

Of course, they should write their self-criticisms honestly.

You can't completely disregard your boss's feelings.

While Chen Fusheng was writing his self-criticism overnight, he was unaware that in the room across the hall from Deputy Director Shi, something was happening.

His name was officially added to the list of the film revenue generation team by Deputy Director Shi.

The evaluation of him was: he has a strong creative ability, good acting skills, knows foreign languages, and is a marketing talent, but he is young and impetuous and needs to mature!

Fortunately, Chen Fusheng didn't see this evaluation of him, otherwise he would have said: All right! Only the last sentence seemed slightly biased to him. He wasn't young and impetuous, but rather, having been given a second chance at life, he wanted to live more freely and unrestrainedly.

That's why it has such a sharp edge!

For the next few days, Chen Fusheng behaved himself, and he even spent most of his time sleeping in the hotel.

The day before the awards ceremony finally arrived.

In fact, according to the rules of film festivals that Chen Fusheng was familiar with, if their film crew did not receive an invitation call from the organizing committee two days before the awards ceremony, it meant that their film would not win any awards, and at that point they could consider leaving early.

But it is now 1980, and Chen Fusheng is unsure whether this rule has been implemented yet.

Just as he was hesitating, the landline in his hotel room suddenly rang.

Jingle bells, jingle bells…

(End of this chapter)